Out of anxiety,can rise confidence;from the depths of our worst imaginings,may we discover inner reserves of strength,should we be willing to face the discomfortand own our shadows…

In the depressions,could surface peace;summoned in the breadth of our darkest nights,might we claim eternal stocks of power,if only we be open to confront the dis-easeand accept our weakness…

Beyond the conditions of the now,lies a field of infinite possibility –

in which the transmutation of our demonsmay reveal angels of good fortune,lifting our burdensto clear way for the blessings…

in which the trials of our character may produce clarity in self-knowledge,shattering our delusionsto make room for the outgrowthof our higher selves…

in which the cessation of the pastmay invoke possession by pure Life Force,removing our obstructive judgementsto guide our ascent to enlightenment…

Who are we,to believe we know what is best,when the world-views we’ve clung tohave only resulted in our suffering;when the lifestyles we’ve chosenhave only produced greater disconnection;when the attitudes we’ve expressed have failed us time and time again…

Who are we,to think we understand right and wrong,when the judgements we’ve held closehave only perpetuated our conflicts;when the condemnations we’ve decided uponhave only generated increased tensions;when the opinions we’ve imposedhave disempowered other to all our loss…

As out light shines,so the world brightens –our collective awakening,but the macrocosm of our small,healing, fragmented wholes;creating peace and integrationthrough collaboration with each others’ Gods,sustainably, success built,order prevails…

In the psyche’s pits and trenches,the seemingly horrific shades of emotioncutting us off from joy,lay the seeds of transgression;our greatest days ahead,should we nurture them with faith –the framework of a glorious gardenemerging with the dominanceof our will to persist…

Not in action,will the “answers” be foundin these times of testing,but in retreat –into the silence of the soul,wherein the courage remains,putting rest to the worriesof our imperfect days…

Not in movement,will the foundation of success be builtin our moment of breakdown,but in stillness –from the calm of our heart,wherein the power resides,overcoming all petty challenges,time’s inevitable ebbs,giving way to flow again…

Out of frustration,can rise clarity;from our battles with the demons of impatience,may we discover infinite stores of grace,should we be accepting of both polaritiesand claim our dual nature…

In the hollows,could materialize certainty;invoked by the intensity of our most difficult moments,might trust in its every form be ours,if only doing right in allowing its opposite and ending our resistance…

May our hardest hoursbe the gateway to the brightest light;through the sludge of mental pollutionwe gain sight of greener pastures,stepping forward to bask in the gloryof limitless prosperity…

May our dire daysbe the precursor to the wondrous freedom of expression;through the valleys of spiritual confusionwe collect the wisdom to create sweeter feats for the soul,marching ahead to taste the victoryof detachment from the ego’s suffering…

Let us create the space…for leaders and visionaries,whose tones of powerful influencemay add harmony and rhythm to our melodies,chanting the formulas for alchemy…

for greater possibilities,in which our enemies – outer and inner – may be befriended and partners inchanneling faith into the building of sustainable wealth…

for more interpretations,whose contrasting shades may color our reality,breathing hope into the forgotten corners of community…

for strength and flexibility,with which the insights of our guides may be followed,opening humbly to the collaboration with a higher power…